Tag: Torture sex

Violent Vixen

Violent phone sex

 

My crazy, fucked up life has turned me into some sort of cruelty craving creep who needs things like violent phone sex and tortuting some helpless, kidnapped cunt to get off.  I’m an obvious product of my environment, years of being endlessly raped and abused at the hands of those who are supposed to protect you will kill you.  Sometimes though, a brutalized body hasn’t caught up with the soul quite yet leaving an empty shell of a person, completely dead inside roaming the earth looking for a purpose, for satisfaction, for love.

I’ve found my calling.  My purpose is pain, sadism is my satisfaction and, as for love, well lacing and lashing an unlucky victim is the closest thing to love I’ll ever know.  Guys, girls, everyone is a target for my learned hatred.  All the disgusting pigs clomping around with a spark for life in their eye and an obvious lack of circular cigarette burns and razor thin scars on their limbs need to be shown that there really isn’t anything worth living for.  I’m the monster who needs to show them.

Whether I participate or orchestrate in the depravity is simply up to how I’m feeling in the moment, but one thing is surely for certain…  If Willow wants you, Willow gets you and I won’t be happy until the light of your soul shining in your eyes has faded completely.  Your husk might survive, but your spirit will be broken for good.  Just like me.

 

You Gotta Have Faith

2 girl phone sex

 

I was feeling a little sad and lonely the other day so I decided to cheer myself up with some twisted 2 girl action.  I found the prettiest little innocent natural blonde at the coffee shop and decided she was the one I wanted to abuse to make myself feel better.  I could tell that taking advantage of her naive nature would be the easiest thing in the world.  I wasn’t wrong.  How fucking fitting was it that her name was “Faith?”

After I easily won the simple sap over and could tell I had her properly seduced, I convinced her to come back to my place for some hot threeway fun with me and my boyfriend (Ha!).  We got into my van and I drove us back to my happy house of horrors as she kept yammering on in nervous excitement about how she’s some sort of beauty queen and never does things like this.  I stroked her thigh and rubbed her bald snatch to keep up my seduction as I listened.

She knew something was off the moment we pulled up to my happy house of horrors, but I reassured her that it was just an old place and, of course, she believed me.  Once we were inside though, she knew shit was not on the level but by then it was too late.  I knew as soon as she crossed the threshold that I had her for as long as I, and the house, wanted her.  

I’ve had her locked in my basement for six days now to use however I want.  That’s six days of whips and chains, violent gangbangs and steamy hot piss streams on torn flesh for the darling dumb bitch, resulting in hours upon hours of her agonizing screams.  Of course she’s been really popular amongst all of the devils and demons who stop by my place looking for some fucked up fun.  They love the way she whimpers and wails.

I’ve put that privileged priss through almost a week of living hell purely for my sick, pussy pleasing entertainment.  Now that she’s starting to enjoy it, I think I’ll let her live.  She’s kinda fun.

 

Torture Sex Need

torture sexSome days I am in a torture sex mood. This morning was one of those days. It is very snowy around here. I hate snow, but I like snow days. Snow days means brats around and not in school. I drove a few counties over because the first rule of murder is not to kill in your back yard. I went to the mall there because no matter what decade it is, brats will always hang at the mall. I disguised my appearance with by donning a blonde wig and wearing more traditional clothes. Big sunglasses to hide my eyes. I shopped until I saw a sweet young thing that got my cunt wet. She was a teen tease. The kind of whore in the making that will eventually be a welfare queen and a dirty stripper. I told her some bullshit about being a modeling talent scout and that I wanted to get some more photos of her. I play to their ego. The young girls with self-esteem issues eat it up. They never think I am going to make them a snuff porn star. I took her to my kill shack. I made her a drink that knocked her out. Not completely, but enough to take the fight out of her. I had an array of knives to play with. Tender flesh is my favorite to carve up. Young girls have the prettiest and sweetest blood. I carved up her tits and stabbed her virgin cunt. I could have used you by my side. I get such a rush carving up the flesh of a teen girl. She was so pretty and soft. And eventually so dead. I let her bleed out slowly. I fisted her cunt and ass as my final cruel gesture. After a couple hours of torture, I had a dead teen carcass to feed to the coyotes. She scratched my itch, at least for now.

Date Turned To A Nightmare

As a druggy cum slut of a bimbo date nights never go well. This date was set up for me by my dealer whom I owed. I thought I was just going to entertain some rich guy for him. Never thought I’d end up in a torture phone sex situation. Stupid me to think it would be an easy way around what I owed him.

Yeah I knew he was a Puerto Rican drug lord and all, but fuck the dude has class. How bad would it be, I mean he is a religious man and just deals in some seedy shit. Life takes weird turns right? Well fuck of a lot did I know. This was a set-up for my demise. Yeah, I know I should be used to it right? After all I am constantly being ruined, tortured and left for dead. Fuck knows it’s the only way I feel alive.

This guy was damned near 7 feet tall and a fucking beast. He was extremely intimidating and I was weak in the knees just imaging what his cock would be like. I seriously got wet imagining him taking me and taking me hard. This guy must really destroy girls with his fucking. I honestly could not think straight and was just all over him, wanting him. The wetness between my legs could be smelled by an animal like him.

It seems he did smell me and it made something really click. His beastliness came out. He took me to a seedy hotel that was abandoned. I was eager to fucking please him but he wanted none of that. He back handed me so hard when I tried to go for his cock. Knocking me down. He grabbed me by my ankles and dragged me across the floor to the bathroom. I was still unable to keep my hands from my cunt and he just laughed at me.

He called me a perra tonta and laughed some more. I was taped with duct tape and he started to cut me up before getting a call and rushed out. I was bleeding out and could barely get loose of the tape. I woke up in the ER hours later.

Torture phone sex

Ass Rape Porn Star Goes to the ER

ass rape pornI am an ass rape porn star. Like I have done anal porn. I made quite a name for my self in the hardcore anal porn world. I retired though, at least professionally. I have tried to get into more mainstream porn, but when you have been a hardcore anal whore most mainstream places will not touch you. So, when I get pressed for cash, I must slip back into the seedy world of underground hardcore anal porn. It pays well, but it is dangerous, and you lose your dignity. Most men will tell you a taboo whore like me has no dignity to lose. That may be true, but I try to be a normal woman, but the lure of fast cash pulls me back in every time. Two nights ago, I ended up in the ER with a ripped rectum. That was the doctor’s term. I did an ass porn, and his cock was the hugest I have ever had in my asshole. He did more than prolapse my asshole. He tore through my ass requiring medical attention as my ass was bleeding. His cock was 14-inches and the thickest I have ever seen. I mean two hands wrapped around it and I could not get my fingers to touch. He was some Italian Stallion with a brutal side. I mean he paid this man a couple grand to find him a taboo phone sex whore who liked it in the ass. I have worked with the director before many times, so I was his first call. I was compensated well, more than I have ever made off any ass porn before. But I have never required stitches before, so maybe the money was not worth it. Who am I kidding? The money was so worth a ripped rectum. I have insurance. Some rest and ice on my ass, I will be back in the game before long.

Bondage Phone Sex Went Wrong

bondage phone sexHe asked me if I like bondage phone sex. I said no. It was sort of a lie. I do like to be tied up, but I hate not knowing what will happen to me next. I mean when I am tied up, I am vulnerable. Very vulnerable. A man can do anything to me. And he usually does. My last bondage situation was not good. Not for me. For the man, it was a different story. I met him on Tinder. He said he wanted to party with a milf. To me, it was a chance for free drugs. If I had to fuck him, that was a small price to pay for getting free coke. We were doing lines and talking. Everything seemed to be going well until he wanted to tie me up. He explained that it was just for shits and giggles, and to get me in a beach ball position to fuck me. I fell for his line of bullshit and the next thing I knew, I was being used for a gangbang rape porn. He had a bunch of friends waiting for me. I never heard or saw them, but they were waiting in stealth in another room. They all fucked my ass. It was gaped open, sore, prolapsed, and oozing jizz. They laughed at how big of a hole I had. They pissed into my gaped asshole and even fisted me. I had rope burns because I was struggling to get free, but I could barely move. I wanted out. The coke had worn off and he was not giving me anymore. I begged for a hit. Anything to take the pain and shame away, but he wanted this mommy whore to feel the pain and the shame. So yeah. That was my last bondage experience. Can you understand why I might not want to jump back into getting tied up again.

Choke Her Out

strangulation phone sex

Have you ever been fucking a girl and she asked you to choke her? Were you surprised by how much you liked it? I bet you were. And I’m sure you also had fantasies of taking it further and choking her all the way out, right? I’m not surprised because that happens so many times and that’s why I receive countless calls for strangulation phone sex. Guys seem to love having that kind of control over a woman. Honestly, there’s no better control than wrapping your hands around a woman’s throat and squeezing the life out of her.

What are you going to do with that body once she’s gone? I mean, you might as well fuck her good and hard one more time. Maybe slide your cock right into that asshole because she’d never let you do that when she was still alive. What a fucking cunt. She deserves whatever happens to her. I guess some people just need to learn how to act and it’s too bad for your “friend” that she had to learn the hard way. Let’s talk about how you’d feel while you strangle her. I want to hear every sadistic detail.

hold me captive for torture sex

torture sex

I have a sex dream about a stalker holding me captive and making me his torture sex slave. I always wake up in a pool of cum, all drenched. I don’t know how I get so wet, but I am soaked and probably knee-deep into five to ten orgasms. I swear  I squirt, too it is insane how much I am aroused when I have this dream.

Many might categorize this as a nightmare, but I think about it as the best fuck ever. I am wearing black lingerie in the dream, and I have a master exposing me and live streaming me so all my friends and family can see what’s going on and make sure I am told.

I have to let him piss on me and hold me captive and use me in every way possible. I am ordered around, whipped, and fucked mercilessly. It is one hot nightmare if you ask me.

Be The Devil Inside Of Me

Blasphemy phone sex

 

Have you been ruined by the rules of society and the Christian masses?  Did the normie’s infiltrate your brain and tell you to praise Jesus and go to church every Sunday?  Are you ready to be broken down and taken on a journey to the darkest most demented demonic place?  A place so dank and blasphemous that it reeks of filth and bile?

Welcome to my disgusting soul, where anything goes as long as it rebukes all that is holy and sacred to the pious populace.  No crosses, crucifixes or other false idols will offer you any protection from the depths of my devilish depravity.  But don’t worry, you’re going to fucking love it!

Ever have bloody butt sex on a church pew?  I know a quaint little sanctuary in need of some salacious activity and I can tell the preacher likes to watch.  I’ve been following him and his family for a while now.  He’s definitely the type who wants to see some dark deviants defile the sanctity of his rectory and house of worship.  We could just break into his little cottage and terrorize his whole dumb family.  

His prudish wife needs to be taught a lesson.  I’d like to milk your cock while the whole Christ loving clan watches until you shoot your load all over the pages of the bible, then make that bible beating bitch lick up every bit of it.  Doesn’t the thought of her being tied up and forced to suck jizz off of John 3:16 in front of her frightened family sound like just the most fun?  Then you can just take turns butt fucking all of us at your whim and whimsy until you are satisfied with your work.

I just want to see your eyes go black with lust and hear the beast behind your grunts as you fuck and backslide your way toward the dark side.  Then I’ll know the demon has it’s gnarled claws sunk deep into you, too.

 

Snuff Porn Sunday

snuff pornSnuff porn Sundays are a thing with my stepson and me. My husband is watching sports all day and I go visit his boy. My husband thinks my relationship with his son is maternal. It is nothing of the sort. I go to visit him so I can get some free coke. Well, I guess it is not really free because I have to work for it. And his relationship to me is out of necessity. He needs me. I am his cash cow. I am his 911 call because if he needs money, I can help him make it. He needed money. I needed coke. We helped each other out early this morning. When I arrived, I knew the drill. I knew I would have to subject myself to his violence. Today was a bit different. He had another woman tied to a chair waiting for me. I was not sure what was going to happen, but I was nervous. Since she was tied to the chair, my guess was she was not there to hurt me. He was going to abuse two hot milfs at once. He started on her, and what he did made me nauseated. He burned her flesh. First, with cigarettes. Then with a hot poker from the fire place. The Bitcoin sounds were going crazy. He was making bank. What was he going to do to me? Her flesh was peeling off her body. He was going to kill her. He has never killed a woman before.  At least not to my knowledge. Then suddenly, he untied me and told me to pick up a poker. It was not a choice. I could tell if I was not his accomplice phone sex partner, I would be tortured to death too. The Bitcoins were on fire and so was this woman. I felt guilty and sick to my stomach over what I did. My stepson is a murderer and I helped him. But I survived and I got coke.